I've lived enough so as to know and realize at what point i have to stop with something that does me no good. But I have also haven't lived enough to experience all the bullshit that surround me, us. I know that sometimes life's so good that I can't see what's going on around me, or I just don't want to see it. It scares me. I know that there's a world waiting for me out there that I don't know yet, and I don't want either. I'm scared of the way it's gonna be, I don't want to suffer, I don't want to realize what the world is really like. I just want to be happy. Is that so impossible?